It’s been a hectic and overwhelming week. Each morning I have to drive into the city for my daily monitoring. They draw blood each day, so the inside of both my arms are black and blue. They also perform a sonogram every few days to monitor the growth of the eggs.
This whole process, waiting for instructions each night about dosage, etc., injecting myself (last night I gave myself three different shots), and going into the city each morning (between 7:30 and 9 a.m.), is overwhelming. It made me realize how stressful the IVF treatment is, and how terrible it must be for those women – couples – that go through it over and over again. It’s known that IVF doesn’t always work on the first try. They might get the eggs, successfully fertilize them, but it doesn’t always mean a successful impregnation.
And the cost is astronomical. I don’t know how these couples can afford to do this more than once.
All in all, I’m hanging in there. I should start chemo in the next week and a half. I’m also off from work next week and I’m looking forward to sleeping late!